It was a very bitter, cold day in January 2013. January 10th to be exact. My usual routine was cheering on our boy's basketball team. On the bus ride home I received the worst phone call anyone could receive. It was my friend Hayley. She sounded like she was in a panic and I just kept asking her what was wrong. Then, she finally spit it out. My brother passed away. I couldn't move. I immediately burst into tears and my cheerleading coach, just like all the other cheerleaders, basketball players, and basketball coaches, wondered what the problem was. I could hardly make out words, but when I finally did, everyone was offering their condolences and everything just felt so unreal. I remember thinking to myself, "Is this a joke? He's only 23 years old." My brother struggled with drug addiction and passed away from an overdose. So when I think about what it means to be educated, I think about time. Time is the essence of education. I never really thought about what it meant to be educated but looking back on something that has impacted my life so dramatically, it's so clear to me now. Thinking about my brother passing away, I can honestly say he didn't fulfill the steps it took in order to become educated because he was so young. Education is something that happens over a lifetime. He wasn't alive long enough to say he lived a lifetime in my opinion. If I could turn back time, I could've helped prevent his death in so many ways and I'll forever feel guilty about that. Time is a valuable thing.
Time After Time
In August of 2013, I started the next chapter of my life at Bloomsburg University. College means picking out what you want to do for the rest of your life. I've always been an indecisive person but I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to pursue as a career. I started out my freshman year as a Secondary Education Mathematics major. I specifically remember sitting in my math class, 4th row back, to the right, second seat in. College Algebra was the official name of the class. My thoughts began to run and I just thought to myself, "I always loved math. Why don't I love it anymore?" Growing up, I was always told to do what I love. So automatically I thought that since I don't love it anymore, don't do it. I switched my major to something completely different, a dual major of Criminal Justice and Sociology with hopes of becoming a lawyer. Anytime I ask someone for advice about what to do with my life, they tell me I have all the time in the world, but I beg to differ because I've always been someone who wanted to get things done as soon as possible. Time after time I still think to myself, "Am I on the right track?" Only time will tell.
Time For Me To Fly
Tears of joy will roll down my face as I will bring a newborn baby into the world. I honestly can't wait for the day I get to hold my baby for the very first time. If I have a boy, I'll name him after my brother Charles. From this day on, I will gain the responsibility to not only take care of myself, but to take care of another person. I believe that by the time I have a child of my own, I will have finished college and possibly even law school. I'm certain that this road towards having a child will take much time. As my baby grows up, I will show them the value behind the word "time". Having a child itself is part of what it means to be educated, and over the years your education will grow. Starting a family means that it's officially time for me to fly and take on the next step of gaining an education. You can never rewind time because peeling the years away means we can't relive it so it's always best to make sure that time is on your mind.
If I Could Turn Back Time
It was a very bitter, cold day in January 2013. January 10th to be exact. My usual routine was cheering on our boy's basketball team. On the bus ride home I received the worst phone call anyone could receive. It was my friend Hayley. She sounded like she was in a panic and I just kept asking her what was wrong. Then, she finally spit it out. My brother passed away. I couldn't move. I immediately burst into tears and my cheerleading coach, just like all the other cheerleaders, basketball players, and basketball coaches, wondered what the problem was. I could hardly make out words, but when I finally did, everyone was offering their condolences and everything just felt so unreal. I remember thinking to myself, "Is this a joke? He's only 23 years old." My brother struggled with drug addiction and passed away from an overdose. So when I think about what it means to be educated, I think about time. Time is the essence of education. I never really thought about what it meant to be educated but looking back on something that has impacted my life so dramatically, it's so clear to me now. Thinking about my brother passing away, I can honestly say he didn't fulfill the steps it took in order to become educated because he was so young. Education is something that happens over a lifetime. He wasn't alive long enough to say he lived a lifetime in my opinion. If I could turn back time, I could've helped prevent his death in so many ways and I'll forever feel guilty about that. Time is a valuable thing.Time After Time
In August of 2013, I started the next chapter of my life at Bloomsburg University. College means picking out what you want to do for the rest of your life. I've always been an indecisive person but I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to pursue as a career. I started out my freshman year as a Secondary Education Mathematics major. I specifically remember sitting in my math class, 4th row back, to the right, second seat in. College Algebra was the official name of the class. My thoughts began to run and I just thought to myself, "I always loved math. Why don't I love it anymore?" Growing up, I was always told to do what I love. So automatically I thought that since I don't love it anymore, don't do it. I switched my major to something completely different, a dual major ofCriminal Justice
and Sociology with hopes of becoming a lawyer. Anytime I ask someone for advice about what to do with my life, they tell me I have all the time in the world, but I beg to differ because I've always been someone who wanted to get things done as soon as possible. Time after time I still think to myself, "Am I on the right track?" Only time will tell.
Time For Me To Fly
Tears of joy will roll down my face as I will bring a newborn baby into the world. I honestly can't wait for the day I get to hold my baby for the very first time. If I have a boy, I'll name him after my brother Charles. From this day on, I will gain the responsibility to not only take care of myself, but to take care of another person. I believe that by the time I have a child of my own, I will have finished college and possibly even law school. I'm certain that this road towards having a child will take much time. As my baby grows up, I will show them the value behind the word "time". Having a child itself is part of what it means to be educated, and over the years your education will grow. Starting a family means that it's officially time for me to fly and take on the next step of gaining an education. You can never rewind time because peeling the years away means we can't relive it so it's always best to make sure that time is on your mind.